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trousers up and then buried her droppings with the

coal. Then she opened her parcel and took out a pack

of pancake and some green Chinese onion. She was

ready to eat.

“Please wait for a moment! I’ll relieve my

bowels! It’s my turn! Please turn your face away!”

“Damn it! Why didn’t you relieve yourself

earlier while I was asleep?” she said, and then

pointed at the other end of the carriage. “Go to the

other end empty your bowels!” With that, she

continued to eat.

I walked across the large heap of coal to the

other corner and squatted down. I didn’t suffer from

constipation, but I had a very bad habit. I could only

empty my bowels smoothly and thoroughly in private.

If there was external disturbance, it would be very

hard for me to relieve myself. Now I was emptying

myself while a woman was eating in the same

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